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Dance With Ghosts Lyrics


Jelly Roll Dance With Ghosts

So pretty and savage, she opened her bag, I swear that she's bad as can be
And all of them bothers, they throwing them dollars, but she's only f..cking with me
She so smooth, she's so classy, so ratchet, so sassy, so nasty, so fancy and trashy yeah
So independent, she don't need shit from me, no she don't need nothing at all
They ain't f..cking with her when it come to money, man she gon' out-hustle them all
She's so fine, she's so sweet, she's all mine, she smokes weed, she goes long, I go deep
On that drink, she's so street

Late night she's on a mission
She only dances with ghosts (Only dance with ghosts)
Sits in the dark and listens to writings on the wall (Writings on the wall)

She's just looking for something to hold
She be getting high but laying low
She's so afraid that she's gon' be alone
She gon' grip 'em 'til they let her go (Only dance with ghosts)

Stupid, told me not to lose myself
Inside my own addictions, Lord I need some help
The answer's stolen, and I prayed my prayers
And I keep looking up but ain't nobody there

The boss of the bitches, I ain't gotta mention, she really be tricking them tricks
I know that she loyal, she ain't got shit for 'em, it's just like her hitting the lick
She's so brave, I'm amazed, her head game is insane, that sex game is the same, it's [?] yeah
Sometimes she's sober, and sometimes she's f..cking up but you'll never know
And out of her body if she's on that molly, or if she done f..cked with her nose
And she do what she want and it's still on the low
Ain't no one gotta know, yeah she sticks to the code

Late night she's on a mission
She only dances with ghosts (Only dance with ghosts)
Sits in the dark and listens to writings on the wall (Writings on the wall)

She's just looking for something to hold
She be getting high but laying low
She's so afraid that she's gon' be alone
She gon' grip 'em 'til they let her go (Only dance with ghosts)

Stupid, told me not to lose myself
Inside my own addictions, Lord I need some help
The answer's stolen, and I prayed my prayers
And I keep looking up but ain't nobody there


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